Once an object has been incorporated in a picture it accepts a new destiny.
Georges BraqueRead
There is only one valuable thing in art: the thing you cannot explain.
Interpretation
Art holds intrinsic value in its ability to evoke feelings and thoughts that are beyond verbal explanation.
Georges Braque emphasizes the profound nature of art, suggesting that its true worth lies not in the technical aspects or explicit meanings, but in the emotional and instinctive responses it invokes in the observer. This quote delves into the idea that some elements of art resonate deeply within us, conveying truths that transcend language and explanation.
In practice
During a gallery opening, one could use this quote to highlight the emotional depth of the exhibited pieces.
Once an object has been incorporated in a picture it accepts a new destiny.
With age, art and life become one.
The painting is finished when the idea has disappeared.
Truth exists, only falsehood has to be invented.
One has to guard against a formula that is good for everything, that can interpret reality in addition to the other arts, and that rather than creating can only result in a style, or a stylization.
Painting is a nail to which I fasten my ideas.
I remember loving sound before I ever took a music lesson. And so we make our lives by what we love.
A typewriter is a means of transcribing thought, not expressing it.
Music is your own experience, your own thoughts, your wisdom. If you don't live it, it won't come out of your horn. They teach you there's a boundary line to music. But, man, there's no boundary line to art.
Because every book of art, be it a poem or a cupola, is understandably a self-portrait of its author, we won't strain ourselves too hard trying to distinguish between the author's persona and the poem's lyrical hero. As a rule, such distinctions are quite meaningless, if only because a lyrical hero is invariably an author's self-projection.
One of the questions that has most bothered me in my reflections on culture is the question of kitsch. Just what is it? When did it begin? And why?
There's an opera out on the turnpike, there's a ballet being fought out in the alley.
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